[Warning..... Matured Content]
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Oscar's gaze was deep, almost like staring into the depth of something mysterious…
Trisha blinked. Her previous boyfriends had never looked at her with any such importance in their eyes.. Trisha could clearly see how his brows creased and his eyes, narrowed and under such scrutiny, she was fuckin' helpless.
"Come with me… it won't take five minutes for me to cum."
Hearing such raw language coming out of his lips made Trisha wonder how many times he had had someone help him relieve himself.
Trisha smiled sweetly.
"Ok… Here's this. I'll help you solve this problem I caused and yes–"
Her smile turned into a sly grin. She muttered. "How many ladies have touched it?"
Oscar's brows furrowed in confusion. "Touched what?"
Trisha tsked and said; "This…" while tapping his stiff groin causing Oscar's frown to deepen.
"And why would you think I have lines of women ready to relieve me when I'm in need?"
